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Fellowship reaches Lórien

[The] Company... took to the road again.... [With] only one brief halt Aragorn led [them] on for nearly three more hours....

Deep night had fallen.... [The] fast-waning moon would not be seen till late. Gimli and Frodo were at the rear..., listening for any sound upon the road behind....

'Not a sound but the wind,' [Gimli] said.... 'It is to be hoped that the Orcs will be content with driving us from Moria.... Though Orcs will often pursue foes for many leagues1..., if they have a fallen captain to avenge.'

Frodo... looked at Sting, and the blade was dull.2 Yet... he had heard again the quick patter of feet. Even now he heard it. He turned swiftly. There were two tiny gleams of light behind..., but at once they slipped aside and vanished.

'I don't know.' answered Frodo. 'I thought I heard feet, and I thought I saw a light — like eyes. I have thought so often, since we first entered Moria.'

Gimli halted and stooped to the ground. 'I hear nothing but the night-speech of plant and stone,' he said. 'Come! Let us hurry!'....

Before them a wide grey shadow loomed....

'Lothlórien!' cried Legolas.... 'We have come to the eaves of the Golden Wood....'

Under the night the trees stood tall before them, arched over the road and stream that ran suddenly beneath their spreading boughs. In the dim light of the stars their stems were grey, and their quivering leaves a hint of fallow gold....

[Said] Aragorn. 'Glad I am to hear again the wind in the trees! We are still little more than five leagues1 from the Gates, but we can go no further. Here let us hope that the virtue of the Elves will keep us tonight from the peril that comes behind.'